This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

The fish got away...

Yan Zangfeng exclaimed in surprise, and then subconsciously reached out to grab it.

But someone was faster than him.

Li Daoxuan exclaimed "Holy crap!" and then leaped into the pond, grabbing the fishing line that was still attached to the hook.

"You think you can escape now that you're hooked? No way..."

Yan Zangfeng stood on the shore, dumbfounded.

Who just said that doing this is pointless?

Seeing Li Daoxuan, soaking wet, carrying a large bluefish weighing at least twenty or thirty pounds, climb ashore, Yan Zangfeng's impression of him as a master faded considerably.

Just as he was in a daze, Li Daoxuan suddenly threw the fish at him.

Yan Zangfeng hurriedly caught the struggling fish, at a loss for what to do.

"Can you grill fish?"

Li Daoxuan asked.

Yan Zangfeng nodded, then quickly shook his head.

"I can bake it, but... it doesn't taste very good."

Li Daoxuan wrung out his wet clothes as he laughed:

"Whether a dish tastes good or bad depends on the ingredients and the seasonings. If you know how to grill, you'll be fine. I have plenty of seasonings here..."

"We're having grilled fish this morning. You go ahead and get busy, I'll go change my clothes."

After saying that, Li Daoxuan turned and went back into the house.

Yan Zangfeng snapped out of his daze, looked at the large fish in his hand, and couldn't help but murmur:

"Yesterday...did he really save me?"

Then another question arose.

"Is he really a highly respected senior figure in our Taoist sect?"

Yan Zangfeng quickly shook his head, not daring to let his mind wander.

Then they began to process the large bluefish.

After Li Daoxuan went inside, he did something for a long time and did not come out.

Li Daoxuan only came out of the house after Yan Zangfeng had cleaned the big fish and was already grilling it over the fire.

I don't know if he changed his clothes or not; he was still wearing a blue Taoist robe, only it was dry.

"Hey, it's already baking! Come on, add some oil, otherwise it'll burn..."

"I also have chili powder and fine salt..."

Li Daoxuan pulled out a whole bunch of bottles and jars, all of them seasonings.

There are many seasonings that Yan Zangfeng has never even heard of.

But undeniably, sprinkling these ingredients on the grilled fish instantly made it incredibly fragrant.

Once the fish was grilled, Li Daoxuan even took out two pairs of chopsticks, two porcelain cups, and a jar of old wine.

Yan Zangfeng watched as Li Daoxuan magically produced these items, and he couldn't help but think that this person was nothing like a Taoist immortal untouched by worldly affairs. He was clearly just a glutton...

But he dared not say it, after all, he was his benefactor who had saved his life.

The respect that is due should still be shown.

Li Daoxuan raised his wine cup, gestured towards Yan Cangfeng, and then drank it all in one gulp.

Yan Zangfeng quickly tilted his head back and drank the wine in his cup.

In an instant, a surge of spiritual energy shot from his abdomen straight to the top of his head, flowing throughout his entire body.

It gave Yan Zangfeng a sense of clarity, as if he had been thoroughly cleansed inside and out.

Even their blood and qi have become much more robust.

"Good wine, what kind of wine is this?"

Yan Zangfeng exclaimed in delight.

Li Daoxuan smiled.

"Of course it's good wine. I brewed it using the dew of the four seasons, the essence of the five grains, and the primordial energy of the universe."

In fact, it was just something Li Daoxuan created at will using his supernatural powers to manipulate creation.

Of course, it is true that its basic ingredients are dew from all four seasons and the essence of the five grains.

Yan Zangfeng didn't understand why, but he felt it sounded very impressive.

I am extremely grateful right now.

Li Daoxuan ate a bite of grilled fish and drank a few sips of wine, feeling relaxed and content.

"Boy, Yao Guang should be your Daoist name, right? Yan Cangfeng is your real name?"

Yan Zangfeng was taken aback upon hearing this, and exclaimed in surprise:

"My benefactor knows your Taoist name; could you also be a senior member of my Taoist sect?"

Li Daoxuan smiled but did not give a direct response.

Instead, he pointed to the sword he always carried with him and said:

"The Daoist sword immortals possess unparalleled killing power. Now that you have avenged your great grudge, do you understand the depth of hatred?"

At this moment, Yan Zangfeng became even more certain that Li Daoxuan was a senior Taoist master, and he also understood that Li Daoxuan was enlightening him.

So he subconsciously began to think deeply about the meaning of the word "hatred".

Li Daoxuan couldn't help but laugh when he saw this.

"You don't need to be like this. I was just asking casually. There's no need to take it so seriously."

"These principles, you either understand them or you don't, you can't understand them no matter how hard you try."

"Alright, that's enough, let's drink..."

Li Daoxuan indeed said no more, and simply ate fish and drank wine.

Because he realized that although Yan Zangfeng was not a gifted genius, he had a special trait: he liked to take things to heart and delve into them deeply.

This habit isn't necessarily bad, but sometimes it's easy to get caught up in trivialities and get stuck on minor details.

Such people are often stubborn, inflexible, and inflexible.

The more you teach a disciple like this, the more confused he will become. It's better to let him figure it out himself and give him a general direction.

For those who cultivate the Tao, the most accurate general direction is undoubtedly the Taoist scriptures.

In particular, the two fundamental classics of Taoism, the Tao Te Ching and the Qingjing Jing.

Since that's the case, there's no need to say more.

Soon, only a fish bone remained of the grilled fish.

The wine in the jar was also drunk clean.

Li Daoxuan stood up and patted his buttocks.

Looking at Yan Zangfeng, who was already somewhat drunk, he laughed:

"Alright, I should go now."

"You're a good kid, but you're prone to extremes."

"There are a few books I left for you in the room. Take some time to look through them whenever you have time."

"That's it. Next time your master comes back, have her bring you to see me. Goodbye..."

After Li Daoxuan finished speaking, he lightly stomped his foot, and a golden array pattern appeared. His figure disappeared instantly.

Before Yan Zangfeng could even say goodbye, Li Daoxuan had vanished without a trace.

Looking at the empty space in front of him, Yan Zangfeng felt a sense of disorientation.

But he still bowed respectfully and said:

"Thank you, my benefactor. We respectfully see you off..."

After performing the ritual, Yan Zangfeng buried the fire on the ground, cleaned up the remaining fish bones, and then returned to the house.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw three books on the table.

He walked over, picked it up, and took a look.

"The Tao Te Ching, the Qingjing Jing, and the Complete Collection of Talismans"

Yan Zangfeng opened the book "Tao Te Ching" and found that the pages were blank. Just as he was wondering about this, a golden light suddenly shot out and entered his forehead.

Yan Zangfeng stood frozen in place, motionless.

In the spiritual realm, a towering, divine figure appeared, reciting scriptures.

"The Tao that can be spoken of is not the eternal Tao..."

Yan Zangfeng calmed his mind and listened attentively.

However, after a moment, he finally came to his senses.

When he looked at the copy of the Tao Te Ching in his hand again, his eyes were already filled with surprise.

"Dao Ancestor...he is...Master's Master."

Yan Zangfeng suddenly remembered that he had pointed his sword at the other party before and even said that he would kill him.

Thinking of this, I was terrified.

He hurriedly chased after her out the door, knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed repeatedly towards the sky.

"This disciple was blind and failed to recognize that it was the Grandmaster in person. I have even dared to be disrespectful and offend the Grandmaster."

"This disciple deserves to die..."